Sydney Might Not Be An Expert In

She Heard Adrian Say To Christian, ʺyou Know, Your Shirtʹs Kind Of Grungy-looking. Seems Like You Could Put In A Little More Effort Since Youʹre Dating A Princess.ʺ

They're True," I Replied Defiantly. "i Came Here To Kill You. And If I Can't Do That, Then I'd Rather Die." "you Failed, You Know. On The Street." "yeah. I Kind Of Figured That Out When I Woke Up Here.

Even I Make Mistakes." I Put On My Brash, Overconfident Face. "i Know It's Hard To Believe—kind Of Surprises Me Myself—but I Guess It Has To Happen. It's Probably Some Kind Of Karmic Way To Balance Out The Universe. Otherwise, It Wouldn't Be Fair To Have One Person So Full Of Awesomeness.

I Wrapped My Arms Around His Neck And Pulled Him Closer. I Didn't Care That We Were Out In Public. I Didn't Care That He Was Moroi. All That Mattered Was That He Was Adrian, My Adrian. My Match. My Partner In Crime.

As Much As I Hated To Admit It, I Kind Of Looked Forward To Seeing Him. It Made No Sense, But Something About His Infuriating Nature Made Me Forget About My Other Worries. Weirdly, I Felt Like I Could Relax Around Him.